She barely had the words out when he hungrily claimed her lips in his and gathered her into his hands.
He took her into the bedroom and as her back hit the bed; he pulled off her pyjamas, leaving on her blue, lacy panties and he seemed to like whatever he was seeing because he grinned happily.
“You’ve tortured me for so long that I’ve wanted to do this all those times I held you close. You’re just as gorgeous as you are stubborn.”
She lifted her leg up and slowly trailed it over his shoulder, as usual, trying to show just how stubborn she was. But he caught her leg and lathered it with soft and weakening kisses and her back arched up in response as purr after purr erupted from her throat.
Her panties at this point were soaking wet, but she couldn’t help it.
He finally set her leg free, and she felt him tug on her pyjamas top and she arched h
Finally, their first time together!! Hope it met up with expectation. I love these two. I would love to hear from you guys
After a few hours, her lashes finally fluttered as she arose to consciousness again. The memories of what had taken place between them a few hours before rushed into her mind and her body tightened at the realisation that Cainan finally gave her what she wanted and brought her wildest fantasies about him to reality. It was definitely better than anything she had imagined; he was better than she could imagine. She couldn’t forget how tender he was with her, how tender his touch was although hard, how delicate his lips felt against her skin, how firm his fingers felt deep inside her and how right his cock was, claiming her as his. Though his tenderness might have been because she was pregnant, she saw the need to make her feel good and the desired in his eyes throughout. Cainan was the full package, and he delivered just like she knew he would. She turned to the other side of the be
“Hello, guys,” Jasmin greeted from behind and Anita and Andrew, who were done having lunch on the table at the quiet park, turned to her. “Jasmin, hey!” Anita exclaimed, getting up immediately and wrapping her arms around Jasmin, who just laughed and hugged back. Andrew got to his feet too and quickly hugged Jasmin and as they pulled away, Andrew asked, “What are you doing here and why did you call?” Anita’s powdered face whipped up, “And don’t tell me you came to ask for your old job back and need us to put in good words for you.” She laughed and sat down and the two did likewise, “No, I didn’t. Cainan would have my head if I did that.” “Nah, he would have to get in line.” Anita’s eyes narrowed. She was serious. Andrew was teaching her how to be meaner and a badass.
“I don’t mean to brag, but you’ve been happier to see me in the last few days, or did I boost my ego by telling myself that?” Cainan asked, as Jasmin opened the door and let him in with an expression that said he wasn’t really welcome. He looked like he drove straight from the office from what she could see. He was still in his black long sleeve and black trousers. His hair combed to the back and arranged perfectly and there were a few stubbles on his face. He looked neat and kempt, as though he hadn’t even gone to work to begin with. She responded to his question with silence as she closed the door and made her way into the bedroom; he followed. “What’s up, Jasmin? Marco told me you didn’t return to the restaurant after leaving yesterday morning and that you also didn’t turn up today for your usual inspection. Are the pregnancy hormones acting up or is this something else?” he asked as they both stepped into the b
The anger present in his eyes reduced, and he stared at her, trying to access the name she kept mentioning. At first, he thought her always changing hormones caused the change in her attitude, but it turned out it was far from that. She was hell-bent on her quest, and he searched for the memory he was missing. She hinted it was eight years ago, so it could have been the reason he didn’t instantly recollect the name, but now, having it said over and over, the name sounded familiar. “Michael Joe Fakia?” his voice came out hollow and lost. Jasmin nodded and watched as Cainan plumb down in bed. He was no longer the angry man he was a moment ago; he remembered everything now. He remembered the protest a few weeks after the rebranding of the old company into IGC. He remembered the general manager, Mr Michael Joe Fakia, being the leader of the protesters and holding up a cardboard paper he didn’t bothe
Jasmin woke up to see Cainan, and herself wrapped in sheets and each other’s arms. And she exhaled deeply and jogged her hand over her face. After they arrived home last night, Cainan said little and when he wanted to take his leave, she couldn’t let him. He was sorrowful and remorseful and the pain appeared all over him and her heart went out to him. She told him he was welcome to spend the night with her and he didn’t refuse the offer. He immediately dropped to the couch and was about to lie on it when she informed him she meant staying with her in bed, but she promised there would not be any funny business. She wasn’t planning on being in any way sexual because what he needed was comfort, and that was what she wanted to give. As hot as he was and as attracted to him as she was, she had to put that aside. He came into bed and laid down, not bothered to take off his clothes and she didn’t hassle him because
“Have you thought of the name?” Andrew inquired as he stepped into the restaurant, which was yet to be officially opened and just undergoing final renovation and final touching. Jasmin spun from the interior designer, who was busy with his masterpiece touch on her office, to Andrew, who was now standing behind her. “No,” she shook her head and look away. “I’m thinking Foodmania was great, but Cainan turned it down. It said it was lame.” Andrew chuckled, but stopped when she spun and glared at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly. “So what other name do you have?” he raised a brow at her. “None, foodmania was the only name I got,” she explained, her tone coming up a little dull. She hadn’t heard from Anita since that night when she and Cainan spoke to her and she couldn’t call her; she didn’t dare to. After the second day an
It surprised her to see over thirty people already present and waiting at the entrance of the restaurant where the opening was going to begin. She didn’t know most of them, but the looks on their faces told her they didn’t lose their way. “You said you were only going to invite a few people, this doesn’t look like a few people to me, Cainan, this looks like a lot,” she whisper-yelled to him as he led her towards the building where the people were, all the while wearing a smile on her face. “I said a few people and these are a few people because a lot would be a hundred plus. Wait, is that complaint I hear in your voice?” His tone was questioning, though his eyes remained focused and friendly. “I’m not good with crowds.” “Get used to it, Ms Whyte, you’re a businesswoman now.” They stopped walking when they reached a few men
She felt right being held like this and called hun at the same time and she didn’t want it to end. The sex they had had was amazing, powerful even, but the intimacy was driving her into a place she knew she shouldn’t wander to, a place of comfort, a place where everything seemed right, a place she didn’t want to leave. She heard someone clear their throat and at that moment Cainan released his hold on her and dropped his hand to her waist and she pulled away to see Andrew, standing with a guilty smile on his face. “I think I interrupted something.” She shook her head, even though she wanted to say yes. “No, not really, Cainan. I want you to meet Andrew Smith. He was a cook at the old restaurant and also my friend and now he is my new partner. Andrew, please meet Cainan Inferno, my boyfriend.” Jasmin’s voice was sharper than a minute ago as she spoke.